120: He was extremely powerful and had many beautiful concubines.

Jiang Lan looked at the Emperor.

"I ask you, do you hate me?"

The Emperor shook his head repeatedly.

"Sir, your great kindness is unforgettable. How could I dare to hate you?"

"Tsk..." Jiang Lan clicked his tongue, "If that's how you feel, then I'll have to consider replacing the Emperor."

The Emperor's expression changed.

To say that he truly harbored no resentment towards Jiang Lan in his heart was impossible.

Even if he had no familial affection for the Old Emperor, what Jiang Lan did today was to trample the Face of their entire imperial family into the ground.

Regicide in the Golden Luan Hall—if this hadn't truly happened before his eyes, he wouldn't have believed it even if others had tried to convince him until the sky fell.

But hate was hate. Nobody was a fool. If he were to say he hated Jiang Lan to his Face right now, wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?

The former Emperor had been on the throne for so many years, yet Jiang Lan had no qualms about killing him.

If he wanted to kill him, wouldn't it be as easy as playing a game?

Jiang Lan could decide with a single word to make him the Emperor.

Naturally, he could also, with a single word, choose another candidate for Emperor.

Thoughts raced through the Emperor's mind.

He understood. Jiang Lan was asking him because he wanted to hear the truth.

His flattery just now, in Jiang Lan's eyes, had actually earned him a demerit.

The Emperor was not someone who didn't know how to adapt. After only a brief moment of thought, he quickly said:

"To say I hate you, there is indeed a little of that, after all, the former Emperor was my father. But you must believe me, my gratitude towards you is absolutely far greater than any hatred.

"If not for you, this throne would never have fallen to me in this lifetime. I can still distinguish between what is light and what is heavy."

Jiang Lan nodded.

"Your answer this time is more like it.

"It's normal for you to even blame me. But remember one thing: your father deserved to die.

"It wasn't just that he colluded with demons; in fact, if he had openly colluded, then he would have just colluded. He was an Emperor after all, and it's understandable for him to seek alternative ways to prolong his life.

"Ordinarily, even if I knew about such a thing, as long as the impact wasn't significant, I wouldn't bother to interfere."

Jiang Lan paused.

The Emperor, meanwhile, sat ramrod straight like a primary school student, hands on his lap, with an expression of serious attention.

Seeing this, he continued:

"It was also his bad luck. He shouldn't have, under any circumstances, resorted to murder, ransacking homes, and exterminating families just because a subordinate stumbled upon this matter."

Upon hearing Jiang Lan's words, the Emperor and the Minister showed no reaction, but Gu Yan'er's hand, gripping the teapot, had veins bulging and trembled slightly. Even though the teapot's temperature was not low, she seemed to feel nothing at all.

Jiang Lan glanced at Gu Yan'er, then raised his hand to gently remove her hand from the teapot, continuing:

"Even so, it originally had nothing to do with me. But being entrusted by someone, I had to fulfill my duty, so he could only die. My arrival at the imperial palace was indeed to kill a demon, but to be frank, that was merely finding a plausible excuse for myself.

"If it were purely based on being entrusted, I wouldn't have killed the Emperor. To say he was unlucky is that he just happened to walk into the firing line, giving me a reason to act."

The Emperor had nothing to say.

In this situation, he couldn't say anything either.

Should he say his father died well?

But the Emperor didn't need to speak; Jiang Lan continued on his own:

"I called you here to tell you that if you hate me, that's fine. If you want revenge, that's also fine. Since I did it, I'm not afraid. But if anything happens to anyone around me, you, the Emperor—no, your entire family—will have no reason to live.

"I can enthrone you, and naturally, I can enthrone someone else. Even if I brought a beggar to the Golden Luan Hall and declared him Emperor, do you think anyone would dare to object?"

Hearing this, the Emperor finally understood.

Jiang Lan was simply giving him a warning.

However, he never had such intentions in the first place.

It is valuable for a person to know himself. Although he had become Emperor, he still knew his own capabilities.

He didn't know Jiang Lan's specific strength.

But he knew that Jiang Lan's combat power definitely surpassed the entire Great Yan.

Even a Mortal Shedding Realm Great Demon was no match for him.

And as far as he knew, the entire Great Yan only had two Old Ancestors in the Mortal Shedding Realm who were in seclusion.

But unless there was a calamity that threatened the nation's demise, the Old Ancestors would never appear.

As for trivial matters like replacing an Emperor, that would certainly not alarm the Old Ancestors.

"Sir, rest assured, I guarantee that no one around you will have any problems. I will provide them with guards to ensure their safety."

The Emperor immediately promised.

Jiang Lan waved his hand.

"No need. You don't have to do anything. Just let things be as they are. Just don't harbor any useless ideas."

The Emperor repeatedly said, "Rest assured, I definitely won't!"

Having received the Emperor's assurance, Jiang Lan had no intention of dwelling on the matter further.

Sometimes, a single warning is far more effective than repeating it several times.

The most terrifying moment for a death row inmate is not the instant the bullet hits their head, but the fear of not knowing when they will die.

The Emperor was in such a state now.

Jiang Lan's single warning would not only prevent him from taking it lightly, but he would certainly take it very seriously.

At this point, Jiang Lan had said what he needed to say.

He raised his hand, "Have some tea."

The Emperor paused.

With his intelligence, he had roughly discerned what kind of person Jiang Lan was.

If there was nothing else, given Jiang Lan's personality, he would probably directly dismiss him, rather than letting him stay.

He began to ponder Jiang Lan's thoughts.

After some thought, the Emperor spoke:

"You have shown me great kindness. I would like to invite you, Sir, to be the Imperial Tutor."

Jiang Lan smiled upon hearing this.

The Emperor was indeed a clever man.

He wanted to tie him to the same chariot.

However, Jiang Lan had little interest in this official position.

Let alone being an Imperial Tutor, even if he became Emperor, what then?

Overwhelming power?

The Old Emperor certainly had overwhelming power, but wasn't his head still chopped off by him with a single blade?

Harem of concubines?

To be honest, Jiang Lan wasn't very interested in that aspect.

He hadn't even figured out a suitable way to deal with Gu Yan'er alone.

Moreover, in the future, he definitely wouldn't stay in a small place like Great Yan.

His journey, if not to the stars and the sea, would certainly involve experiencing the scenery of Chihong Province.

Ordinary people realize their insignificance when they see the Universe.

But after realizing their insignificance, they usually still do what they have to do.

Originally, there was no other choice; it was out of necessity.

But if one truly had the ability to venture into that sea of stars, who would still be content with their own small plot of land?

Jiang Lan was currently in this state.

Having witnessed the vastness of Chihong Province, if he were truly forced to live out his life like an ordinary person in this Great Yan, he'd rather just die.

Jiang Lan said faintly:

"There's no need for an Imperial Tutor. However, I still need a residence. Find one in the Inner City."

The Emperor's eyes lit up, and he quickly said:

"Rest assured, leave it to me!"